The Committee to Abolish Sport Hunting

I found this website quite by accident today, and I could NOT help dropping them a note to express how I feel about guns, hunting, and Liberal do-gooders. Here's their email address if you too feel like making a comment:

CASH@AbolishSportHunting.com

Here's the mail I sent them:

I stumbled across your website to abolish hunting and I felt compelled to take a moment and speak to you.

My initial thought was to rant and rave, but I decided to take a different approach on the outside chance that maybe a less strident perspective would perhaps have a better chance of being heard.

I have hunted my entire life. Guns were such a huge part of my childhood that I can honestly say I have no memory of the first time I ever fired one. Keeping squirrels and blue jays out of the pecans, grapes, plums, figs, etc. was one of my regular chores as a small boy, and it was not uncommon for me to squirrel hunt unsupervised as young as eight.

Guns were not mythical devices steeped in mystery or possessed of magical properties. They were simply tools that could be put to use, either safely or otherwise. One of the great tragedies of our current era is that guns have been so demonized and vilified to the extent that large swaths of the population react with pure hysteria at their mere mention. Instead of teaching safety and careful handling, the campaign to vilify guns has lead to stark ignorance by the general public with the expected results (and the resulting agenda driven focus on those same results).

I can honestly say that hunting has provided me with some of the most enjoyable moments of my 48 years on this earth. That there are do-gooder, Nanny State liberals out there that would strip me and my children of this enjoyment angers me to no end. A comparison of mortality statistics from swimming pools, automobiles, paint buckets, and lead in baby’s cribs SHOULD be enough to demonstrate to the rational mind that LIFE can be hazardous. How is it that some among us have decided that THEY are in the best position to know what’s good for us and what isn’t?

Ever see the animated film WALLEE? Note how the humans were all fat, homogenized, mindless, and totally self absorbed as they floated around on their little chairs completely incapable of even getting to their feet and walking unassisted. I am beginning to believe that collectivist Nanny Staters are perfectly okay with that vision of man-kind’s future. I am not!

Guns and shooting mean more than simple enjoyment to me and my ilk. They are the symbols of individual freedom that most of the rest of this world is now denied. There are those here in America who would, under the guise of “safety”, deny us the right to keep and bear arms. They point to hunting accidents, crime, violence and a host of other indicators as evidence of our incivility. In my view, civilization has reached its highest nadir with an armed populace. To step away from that is to step backward and towards tyranny.

Even the soft tyranny offered by Nanny State liberals is totally unacceptable to people like me. We’ve accepted that death is a part of life, as are accidents, and occasionally bad people. But whether you look at accidents or crime, when you set the statistics against a backdrop of 80,000,000 gun owners who shot NO ONE today, or the uncounted millions of hunters who went to the woods and NO ONE got hurt today, it becomes increasingly clear that your movement is one based on hysteria, fear, and outright foolishness.

Know this: Me and my kind will NEVER be disarmed, whether it be for “safety” sake or for political silence. And here’s the bottom line of that sentiment. To affect that against our will is going to require that some mother’s son come and risk his life to disarm us. And on that sad occasion, someone is going to die. Period. So if the preservation of life is really your utmost goal, I suggest you go pester toy companies that sell baby toys with detachable parts that come off and choke little ones. Leave the hunting and shooting sports alone.

For ALL our sakes!